He's Not Perfect {Hayes Grier Fanfic}

-7- Code Blue

Hayes POV (The gif is making me crazy like how can he be so perfect)

I lay on my bed a day after Amber came over, watching American Horror Story on my laptop. I've already seen every episode, but I've started again since it's so damn good.

My phone vibrates and I pick it up, my eyes still fixated on my computer screen. I see I have a new text, from Amber in fact. She gave me her number yesterday and I decided not to tell her that I had already had it, that I'd kept it these past four years. I feel as if that's a little creepy. But yesterday I did get to change the contact name back to the one I had had senior year.

Bambi: Come over??? Connor left and I really need someone to talk to...

Connor left? Did they break up? Why am I excited? Cause you like her dumbass my brain informs me.

Me: What color?

I ask Amber what color, referencing the code we made up when we were together 4 years ago. Basically each color of the rainbow has a different meaning of how urgent something is or what's wrong. For example, code orange means that we're just really bored and to bring food also.

I didn't know if she'd remember the code bur I absolutely did. I remembered everything from those 7 months.

Bambi: BLUE

Ismile when I see that she remembers the code also but it drops off my face when I remember what blue means. Code blue=I'm sad and I need to be comforted ASAP. I'm flattered that I'm the first one she called after whatever happened with Connor. And I'm determined to comfort her and make her feel better, just like she did for me. Plus I can be her rebound after Connor I mean cmon of course that would be great too.

I text Amber that I'll be there in a jiffy and she tells me that using the word jiffy is stupid. God I love that girl. I don't think I've ever stopped.

I'm standing on her doorstep 15 minutes later, with my backpack containing tissues, movies, and oreos while I hold a Steak N Shake bag in my hands.

When Olivia answers the door and sees me carrying all my comforting supplies her eyebrows go up while her lips curve into a grin.

"Damn you're whipped." She informs me while letting me step into the grand front hall.

I shrug since I can't really disagree with that.

"But it's really sweet of you to come though." She adds and informs me that Amber's in her room.

I reach Amber's room and knock hesitantly, finding it weird that I'm back here after not seeing her for so long.

The door is opened revealing Amber. She wears no makeup and a huge tshirt with sweats. She looks absolutely beautiful.

"Sup." She greets me.

"Sup." I respond holding the Steak N Shake bag out to her.

"I'm so freakin glad you're back." She says walking back to her bed and me following her.

She takes out the fries and starts to eat, passing me the other cup of fries.

"I didn't think you remembered the codes." Amber says quietly.

"Of course. Best friends fo eva remember?"

So Amber and I watch American Horror Story. We don't talk much, just eat and watch. It gets a bit awkward when a sex scene comes on but I don't say anything and neither does Amber.

When we finish the first season (don't worry we started from the 9th episode) Amber says randomly, "He called me a whore."

"Wait what?"